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like that - future (if it was made in 1950) - chat music lyrics

[verse]
stickin’ to the code, all these hoes for the streets
i put it in her nose, it’s gon’ make her p*ssy leak
p*ssy n*ggas told, ain’t gon’ wake up out they sleep
you can’t hear that switch, but you can hear them n*ggas scream
all my hoes do shrooms, n*gga, all my hoes do coke
20*carat ring, i put my fingers down her throat (uh, uh, uh)
if i lose a carat, she might choke (uh, uh, uh)
i know she gon’ swallow, she a g.o.a.t. (uh, uh, uh)
free band n*gga, bring the racks in
got the shooters in the corner like the pack in
she think ’cause she exotic b*tch, she attractive
that’s that sh*t’ll get you put up out the section, brrt
and the motto still the same
ball like i won a championship game
you know these hoes hungry, they gon’ f*ck for a name
i put her on the gang, she get f*cked for a chain
got your girl in this b*tch, she twirlin’ on the d*ck
i got syrup in this b*tch, turn up in this b*tch
and it’s ’bout the ‘ercs in this b*tch, get murked in this b*tch
all these pointers on me baby, you know it’s game time
bring a friend, b*tch, we f*cked ’em at the same time
i’m a different n*gga, no, we not the same kind
you can have that lil’ * ’cause she ain’t mine (yeah)

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